Page 62 of Alien Haven

His approval warmed her more than she wanted to acknowledge. Charity covered her delight and unease by kissing him. She did so sweetly rather than displaying the passion that threatened to make her too demanding. He returned it in kind, though she sensed he was expending huge effort to hold back. The strengthening jerks from his cocks betrayed how close he was to losing his impressive control over himself.

Her mound met his groin. He was in her, all the way. Charity shuddered. The force of his girth against her hotspot had her on the verge of climax. She couldn’t imagine holding off the instant he moved again.

“Werpac,” she reluctantly ground out between clenched teeth, her breath quick. “Shit, it won’t matter how slow you go. I’m too close.”

“Don’t worry about it. I doubt you’ll be far ahead of us.” He chuffed laughter as he panted. “Detodev’s been growling nonstop for the past couple of minutes.”

He was right. A glance at the Nobek next to her showed his pupils had bloomed so the slightest slivers of purple irises remained. His leer was feral. If it hadn’t excited Charity so much, she’d have been terrified.

“Sorry,” he managed. “You two are amazing to watch. Thinking of when I get to join in…yeah, I’m on the edge.”

“You haven’t seen anything yet,” Ilid smirked. “Mitag, are you ready?”

“To explode? Yeah, but I’ll give this my best effort.” His warm breath on Charity’s ear, the feeling of him moving behind her, made passion leap. Her pussy convulsed.

“Hair trigger for us all,” Ilid gasped.

Something brushed Charity’s rear entrance, then settled on it. She stilled, her whole body freezing. No way. Mitag couldn’t possibly be considering—

The pressure built. Her ass yielded, albeit grudgingly. He wasn’t just considering, he wasdoing. With Ilid’s pair in her.

“This…this can’t be possible.” She experienced merely the slightest ache, and Mitag had paused already. Panic hadn’t set in, so she was able to speak in a halfway reasonable tone.

“Very possible,” Detodev rumbled. “You had me there last night.”

She had, but while only one cock filled her pussy. Were three conceivable?

Mitag’s chest moved against her spine in big waves of breath. He’d said he was on the brink of losing control. Nevertheless, he managed to tell her, “I’m going slow. Being careful. I won’t hurt you.”

“None of us will.” Ilid kissed her gently to underscore the reassurance.

As he did so, he moved ever so slightly, so his cocks rubbed her inner hotspot. Excitement flared anew, and Charity forgot to be concerned. Under rapture’s spell, Mitag’s slow impalement lost any discomfort. He gave just intense sensation, which fed the fever of need consuming her.

She hoped taking them in such a way was possible. It was too incredible not to try. The seconds stretched to a minute, then two. She concentrated on softening to the gradual invasion, eager to experience an act she’d never dreamed of.

“Mother of All,” Mitag at last moaned. “I can’t believe I made it. You feel amazing, Charity. So unbelievably fantastic.”

Ilid was quaking. “I could feel you moving in her. I nearly lost it twice. One stroke, and I’m done.”

“I have a suggestion,” Detodev said as he climbed to stand on his bed. “Next time we do this, we get off quick first…just doit however it works…then we’ll take our time while we warm up for the second round.”

Charity eyed the pair of glistening cocks he’d brought to eye…make that mouth…level. The scent coming off him woke a hunger to gobble him. Her pussy was spasming steadily now, needing probably only Ilid’s single available stroke to finish the job. “What’s to keep this from being Round One? Sleep is vastly overrated, you know. We’re young, horny, and impetuous. Let’s take advantage of it and set a world record number of fucks tonight.”

Wheezing laughter answered her ribald challenge. “I recover quick,” Ilid said. “I’m up…and hard…for the challenge.”

“The advantages of our youth,” Mitag panted.

Charity rolled her eyes up at Detodev, looming so far above. He was a living god of primitive lust; she, his willing acolyte. “Feed me, big man. Let’s make this happen so we can get going on the next.”

He growled. His hips dipped, and Charity slid as much of his primary in her mouth as she could manage. Her lips and tongue stroked the luscious sweet-spicy length, her head bobbing.

An instant later, Ilid’s hips rocked. He slid outward, then in again. As he filled her, Mitag retreated to the tip of his cock. They alternated as both men proved they had more than a single stroke available.

Ilid managed three thrusts. Charity thought Mitag reached four, but the second the Dramok shouted and his cocks pulsed, Detodev’s passion flooded her mouth. Their combined release set off her own devouring orgasm, so she wasn’t entirely sure when her third lover joined in.

Afterward, when the violent surges eased to quieter pulses of pleasure, she found herself embraced by the men, Detodev having knelt. Or maybe he’d fallen to his knees. Charity wasn’tsure if they trembled in the aftermath thanks to her own quivering, but it felt as if they did.

Holy shit, I had sex with three men at once.Her mind boggled as her body slowly settled into a contented hum. How had they gotten her to trust them to do such an act? Sure, she’d had moments of hesitation, but for the most part, there’d been a sense of easy reliance on their responsibility for her welfare. She couldn’t imagine having equal faith in any other trio of men.

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